I wonder what ever happened to my first love as well...as a young bisexual teen I was discovering myself and stumbled across someone I thought would be interesting to talk to (back then ICQ was the only chat system widely used and they had "find random" function)
We ended up talking a lot, he was 2 yrs older than me, he defined himself as bisexual as well and he told me he always had lots of sex (which at the time I thought was kind of slutty) girls guys, wherever and whatever he could get.
Eventually he started to fall for me and I for him, he said he loved my innocence and friendly nature, he asked me to be his "online boyfriend" which I said yes to, I really liked him. I was very naive and expected him to be celibate, but as a young horny 16 year old, he was still having any sex he could and when I found out my heart sunk, and he knew I was heartbroken, and his explanation pissed me off even more, I didn't want to talk to him.
Eventually I got over it and tried to move on, even telling him that I'm talking to other guys and maybe dating (which made him kind of upset because he still "loved" me but never told me)
Long story short, my last conversation with him was...he told me he was going into the US Army. At that time I told him I still cared about him and that I wanted to be with him, his response..."Why didn't you tell me?! I still love you and always have, I wanted to be with you. It's too late now, I've enlisted and I'm leaving tomorrow...why didn't you tell me sooner?!" He said he would have actually moved to where I was to be with me had I not told him earlier.
I don't know if that is the truth or not (about the army thing), but he always told me I was perfect the way I was and to never change, and that he loved me for me (which means a lot to a confused teen)
To this day I wish I could tell him that I still think about him...and that I appreciate that he loved me the way I was, and I wish I could be with him still.
OK wow that was a hard trip down memory lane.